If you buy a turkey in Africa, beware – you may get more than you bargained for…
Picture it if you will: It’s Christmas morning and Lois takes our supermarket-bought turkey out of the fridge and removes the plastic wrapping to reveal THIS:
Eeek! I know we ordered a ‘whole turkey’, but this is not quite what we wanted to gobble up! Needless to say, Lois vacated the kitchen with some haste and called for reinforcements (ie her husband) who was less frightened by this sight:
After 20 minutes of twisting, dislocating and chopping, Rob managed to make it look like a British supermarket turkey, rather than a meal fit for ‘Santa Claws’. There was actually a reasonable amount of meat on it (though not considering we paid for 2.5kilos of ‘turkey’).
Of course, in Africa folk eat the whole shabang and even crunch the bones with their teeth to suck out the marrow. In fact, when our cook returned after Christmas, he saw the discarded limbs & head in the outside bin and complained “Why didn’t you save them for me?”
Maybe next year…
1 Comment posted on "Christmas Turkey Traumas!"
Hilary on January 10th, 2010 at 7:52 pm #
Yep, I give our fish heads to the girl who works for us! She thinks I’m funny … but I am just proud of myself that I’ve learnt to cut the head and tail off and clean and gut it myself!!